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нєу, вяσтнєя, тнєяє’ѕ αи єи∂ℓєѕѕ яσα∂ тσ яє-∂ιѕ¢σνєяxxxxxxxxxxxx
нєу, ѕιѕтєя, киσω тнє ωαтєя'ѕ ѕωєєт вυт вℓσσ∂ ιѕ тнι¢кєяxxxxxxxxx
σн, ιf тнє ѕку ¢σмєѕ fαℓℓιиg ∂σωи fσя уσυxxxxxx
тнєяє’ѕ иσтнιиg ιи тнιѕ ωσяℓ∂ ι ωσυℓ∂и’т ∂σxxx
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spaceOf course, Chrys wasn't remotely surprised when her brother was sorted into Hufflepuff. She'd considered the potential that he might end up in Ravenclaw with Finny, but had figured that wasn't the more likely outcome. She was happy to've been right, though she sort of wished she'd been wrong. He wasn't used to being around strangers, and had never been around strangers without family close by. Sher didn't handle new situations particularly well, he tended to get anxious and eventually break down in frustration or panic. Instances of it were few and far between, but so were things that would trigger it. She watched her brother walk to his table, searching him for some sign that something was wrong. She'd hoped he would be relieved that the sorting was over, considering his primary source of anxiety that morning had been having the entire school watching him. She'd worried that he would freak out during the sorting itself, and was glad that he hadn't. But, as she watched from her own table, she couldn't help but notice that he seemed like something was wrong, even though he wasn't acting like it was.
spaceShe couldn't put her finger on it; something was definitely off about him, but it wasn't anything she'd seen him do before. He looked... there was a word on the tip of her tongue for it, some strange monster from muggle films. The dead ones. His eyes weren't really focused on anything, and his movements were stiff. She chewed her lip, watching him sit down at the table, staring ahead. She waved at him, stomach lurching when he blinked oddly at her, paused for far too long, and then waved.
spaceShe was on her feet in an instant, half-sprinting towards the Hufflepuff table. She sat next to her younger brother, arms wrapping around him in a crushing hug. "Sher? Hey, you okay?" He didn't really respond, at all. He hugged her back, but it felt forced, and his expression hadn't really changed. "Sher, c'mon, you're freaking me out."
spaceHer brother blinked again, and frowned slightly. She saw his jaw tighten, his gaze seeming to focus more, but on a spot on the table rather than her. Still, is was an improvement... At least, she thought it was? His brow furrowed, and he blinked again, more forcefully this time.
space"... Sher?"
spaceSher shook his head, shoulders tightening, and his eyes squeezed shut. "I, I, I don't know," he whispered. "I'm not me, I wasn't me?" He opened his eyes and looked at his sister, slightly panicked. "I felt like... like I was just... just watching it all happen. Like it was somebody else and I was following them. But it was me."
spaceChrys' eyes went wide for a second, then she squeezed him tighter. "Are you better now?" she asked. She sure as heck hoped so, because she had no earthly clue how to help with that. Panic attacks, she could do, she'd been dealing with her brother's panic attacks practically since he was capable of feeling panic in the first place. But this was new, and she didn't like it.
spaceHis expression grew contemplative. "I, I think so?" he replied, voice quiet. "I'm not... It's over, right? I'm a Hufflepuff, I got sorted. No one's looking at me..." As if to verify this, he looked around wildly, relieved to see that currently, no eyes were on him. "No one's looking at me."
spaceChrys nodded. "It's all over," she confirmed. "You're not the center of attention anymore, and you won't be, okay? Not unless you suddenly want to. Then we can make that happen." Her tone grew light, joking, but her brother's head still whipped up, eyes wide.
space"I definitely don't want that!" he insisted. "I, I, why would I want that?" He paused, then seemed to shrink. "What about lessons? Don't the professors make you introduce yourself?"
spaceChrys winced slightly. She was hoping he'd forget about that, and that when it actually happened, he'd blow past it. "Only some of them," she reassured him. "And most of them just make you tell them your name and house so they can remember who's who. And if you get anyone that asks something like, you know. "What's interesting about you" or "What are your hobbies," you can just say you've got blue hair and you like reading."
spaceSher frowned. "Having blue hair isn't interesting, and everyone can see it," he mumbled.
space"If they wanted something else, they should've said so," Chrys replied with a shrug. "It'll be fine, I promise. Everyone else has to do it, too, so no one'll even think about you doing it. Easy peasy." She could tell her brother was skeptical about how 'easy' it would be, but at least he seemed like he'd calmed down. The sorting seemed like it was almost over, which was good. He'd probably feel better after he'd eaten.
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xxxωнαт ιf ι'м fαя fяσм нσмє؟ σн, вяσтнєя, ι ωιℓℓ нєαя уσυ ¢αℓℓ
xxxxxxωнαт ιf ι ℓσѕє ιт αℓℓ؟ σн, ѕιѕтєя, ι ωιℓℓ нєℓρ уσυ συт
xxxxxxxxxσн, ιf тнє ѕку ¢σмєѕ fαℓℓιиg ∂σωи fσя уσυ
xxxxxxxxxxxxтнєяє’ѕ иσтнιиg ιи тнιѕ ωσяℓ∂ ι ωσυℓ∂и’т ∂σ
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xxxxxxxxxHousemates; Chance, Byuch
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тнє ∂αяк ¢αяиιναℓ ιѕ ιи тσωи, уσυ вєттєя вє яєα∂уxxxxxxxxxxxx
נυѕт fσℓℓσω тнє ραяα∂є σf ∂αи¢ιиg ѕкєℓєтσиѕxxxxxxxxx
fυℓℓ σf gнσυℓιѕн ∂єℓιgнтѕ αяσυи∂ єνєяу ¢σяиєяxxxxxx
∂σи'т тєℓℓ уσυя ραяєитѕ уσυ'яє нєяє - тнєу ωιℓℓ ѕσσи вє мσυяиєяѕxxx
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spaceDesi's attention snapped to the boy who'd spoken to her, eyes narrowed. Her lip curled in aggravation. "I'm not stressed," she hissed. "I am annoyed! Why are they all in Gryffindor, and not me? I'm way more of a Gryffindor than Zach, if he's there I should be, too! And Kory gets to be in the same house as my twin, while I'm over here all by myself?" She visibly twitched, grinding her teeth. "It's the principle of the thing! He's my brother, we're twins, we should be together! We're always together!" She ignored the fact that technically, Kory wouldn't be with Zach all the time, since she was a girl and whatnot. But DJ would, and that was even more annoying! At least Kory being a Gryffindor made sense, Dracula knows Uncle Chalmes would've been one, Aunt Elli was one, and so was Kory's other dad. But Lea had been in Ravenclaw! Not that Desi thought DJ was even remotely Ravenclaw material, but how the hell was he a Gryffindor and she wasn't?
spaceShe crossed her arms and slumped onto the table, glaring daggers towards the Gryffindor table. "Stupid bloody old piece of scraps," she muttered. Then, louder, "If it was a person, I'd eat it! I'd suck it dry!" Of course, the fact that it wasn't a person sort of ruined any catharsis she could've gotten from the fantasy. She didn't exactly have anyone she could blame, realistically speaking. It was a stupid hat, and the founders were all long-since dead. No blood to suck, there.
spaceAfter a moment, she realized the boy had asked about her name. She was sort of surprised he'd remembered it, considering she didn't remember any of the names she hadn't already known before the sorting. Then again, she hadn't gotten to sit down and watch any of it after her own, what with having a stupid W for her last initial. "Desi," she told him with a frown. "No one calls me Desiree, except my grandfather. And he's snooty and has a stick somewhere uncomfortable." She was proper enough not to say where, exactly, the stick was, but she figured it was pretty obvious.
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xxx¢σмє ιиѕι∂є fσя тнє яι∂є - уσυя ∂єєρєѕт, ∂αякєѕт fєαяѕ
xxxxxxтнє вєѕт иιgнт σf уσυя ℓιfє, уσυ'яє иєνєя ℓєανιиg нєяє
xxxxxxxxxтнє υикиσωи, тнє υиѕєєи ιѕ ωнαт уσυ'яє gσииα fιи∂
xxxxxxxxxxxxωιтиєѕѕ тнιѕ, ωιтиєѕѕ тнαт, υитιℓ уσυ ℓσѕє уσυя мιи∂
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Posted: Wed Aug 02, 2017 10:33 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2017 6:33 am
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Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2017 7:05 am
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 ❀ 𝐹𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝒴𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝐻𝓊𝒻𝒻𝓁𝑒𝓅𝓊𝒻𝒻 ❀ 𝐻𝒶𝓁𝒻-𝐵𝓁𝑜𝑜𝒹 ❀Nani beamed with pride when the boy confirmed his name. She really, really hadn't wanted to offend. "And I'm Nani Heulwen." She nodded, feeling happy about meeting this boy. He was very nice, after all. He spoke again, this time to say the house was nice, and she had to agree. Apparently his uncle had been a Hufflepuff. "I'm sure all the houses are lovely, but I think Hufflepuff's where I belong most. My mam was in here, and she just loved it. My da was a Gryffindor. He said the house was too rowdy." She snickered, glancing over at the house of Red and Gold. No, she was perfectly happy here. When another girl sat beside them and greeted herself, Nani donned her bright smile again. Her name was Laili Abrams, and Nani thought she'd fit right in. She let Lucien introduce himself first, then he asked where they were from. "I'm Nani Heulwen. As my surname might imply, I'm from the good country of Wales. And I think I'm most looking forward to quidditch. Absolutely. I'm gonna be a star!" She grinned brightly, hopeful in her quidditch abilities. I sᴀᴡ ᴀ 𝑔𝒽𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝑜𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓇𝓈, ᴀɴᴅ sʜᴇᴇᴛs ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ 𝓉𝒶𝒷𝓁𝑒𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝒾𝓇𝓈,
Tʜᴇ sɪʟᴠᴇʀᴡᴀʀᴇ 𝓈𝓌𝒶𝓂 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓀𝓈 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝒾𝓃𝓀, ᴇᴠᴇɴ sᴏ, 𝐼 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝓀.
I'ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ʟᴏɴɢɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ 𝒹𝒶𝒾𝓈𝒾𝑒𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝓅𝓊𝓈𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝓇𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓇,
Aɴᴅ I ᴡɪsʜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒 ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ɢʀᴏᴡ ᴀʟʟ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴍᴇ, sᴏ 𝐼 𝓌𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓁 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝒹 𝒶𝓃𝓎𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒.
Yᴏᴜʀ 𝓈𝓅𝒾𝓇𝒾𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝓈𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓉, sᴏ ᴘᴜʟʟ ᴏꜰꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ sʜᴇᴇᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴀ 𝑔𝒽𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝒶 𝓈𝓂𝒾𝓁𝑒,
Sʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛᴇᴇᴛʜ, 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴛᴇᴅᴅʏ ʙᴇɴᴇᴀᴛʜ, 𝓈𝑜 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝑔𝓇𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝒾𝓉 𝒶 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓁𝑒.
Tᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ I'ᴍ 𝒷𝓊𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝑜𝓊𝓉 ᴏꜰ ᴛʜɪs 𝑜𝓁𝒹 𝒽𝒶𝓊𝓃𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒽𝑜𝓊𝓈𝑒.
'Cᴀᴜsᴇ I'ᴍ sɪᴄᴋ ᴏꜰ ᴡᴀɪᴛɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ sᴘɪᴅᴇʀ ᴡᴇʙs ᴛᴏ 𝑔𝓇𝑜𝓌 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒶𝓇𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹 𝓂𝑒.
I'ᴅ 𝓇𝒶𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝒶𝓁𝓉𝓏 ᴛʜᴀɴ 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓁𝓀 ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴏʀᴇsᴛ, ᴛʜᴇ 𝓉𝓇𝑒𝑒𝓈 𝓀𝑒𝑒𝓅 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝑒𝓂𝓅𝑜 ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʏ 𝓈𝓌𝒶𝓎 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒,
Qᴜᴀʀᴛᴇᴛ ᴏꜰ 𝒸𝓇𝒾𝒸𝓀𝑒𝓉𝓈 𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝒽𝑜𝓇𝓊𝓈, ɪꜰ I ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴏ 𝓅𝓁𝓊𝒸𝓀 𝑜𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝓊𝓂 𝑜𝓃 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑒? |
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2017 7:31 am
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It's not simple to say
Most days I don't recognize me
It's not easy to know
I'm not anything like I used to be
Although it's true
I was never attention's sweet center
I still remember that girl
𝚕𝚢𝚍𝚒𝚊
𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎
𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛
muggleborn │ fourth year │ hufflepuff
Liddie was not surprised to see Chrys at the Hufflepuff Table, but she was surprised to see her comforting a younger boy- not that she thought it unlike Chrys, who was a very protective person- but it quickly became obvious that this was her younger brother, shared odd colored hair and all. Although his was blue, like Finny's. Either way, he looked beyond regular first year nervous. The poor boy seemed completely terrified, which surprised her- it wasn't as if he was muggleborn, like she and Essie had been, and completely overwhelmed due to that. Maybe he just had very severe social anxiety? Or was upset over being sorted into Hufflepuff? "Hi Chrys, hi... hi Sher," she said quietly, quickly recalling what her friend referred to her brother as, and offered a small wave as she sat down across them, unsure if she was intruding or not. Still, she didn't think she was very intimidating, so maybe he wouldn't mind. "I think they're almost done up there," she added somewhat reassuringly.
She's imperfect, but she tries
She is good, but she lies
She is hard on herself
She is broken and won't ask for help
She is messy, but she's kind
She is lonely most of the time
She is gone, but she used to be mine
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Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2017 7:00 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2017 10:05 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2017 10:22 pm
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╓xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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xxxinsert location
xxxxxxxx» wιтн «xx
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxinsert emotions
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тнєу ¢αℓℓ мє α мєиα¢є тнєу ѕαу тнαт ι'м ¢υяѕє∂xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
вυт ѕσмєтнιи' αвσυт мє ιѕ мαкιи' 'єм נєαℓσυѕxxxxxxxxxxxx
ѕσ ℓιѕтєи αи∂ ℓєαяи ι нєя∂ 'єм ℓιкє ¢αттℓєxxxxxxxxx
¢αυѕє ι'м ѕυяяσυи∂є∂ ву ¢σωαя∂ѕ αи∂xxxxxx
ι ∂σи'т gινє α fυ¢к ωнєи ι ωαℓк ιитσ вαттℓєxxx
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spaceMerc was beginning to wonder if this obsession she had with fun hair colors was going to be her downfall. She couldn't help it, though. Nine times out of ten, if someone had cool hair, it meant they themselves were cool, and she liked cool people. That one outlier was... well, Glynn, not that she disliked the guy, he just wasn't really 'cool' in any sense of the word. Except maybe the kind where he didn't tend to show very many emotions and was sort of chill about everything, which still unnerved her, knowing what he'd gone through. She was pretty sure if it'd been her, she would be locked up in a nuthouse right now.
spaceAll that said, this time, her obsession was a blessing. She hadn't managed to catch up to bloody anyone on the train, mainly because she couldn't find anyone, and eventually the crowds in the halls got on her last nerve and she gave up. At the station, she'd once again failed to locate her friends. Now, looking at the Hufflepuff table, she knew why; Clara had purple hair! They'd talked about it last year, of course, but she hadn't figured on it happening! The bluenette practically sprinted to the girl's side, plopping down perhaps a little too forcefully next to her. "Oh. My. God. Your HAIR!" She enveloped the Asian girl in a hug, squealing gleefully. "I'm so proud! You've joined our ranks! Next up, Sara, and then... Well, Alby and Tiernan probably will never even consider it, but that's fine. They can be the boring weird ones, amiright?" She released Clara, clapping her hands together gleefully. "You look so awesome! I love it!" She tried to remember if she'd suggested purple. She felt like she had. But it'd been so long ago, she couldn't be sure. If she had, then damn, she was good. If not... well, whatever. Clara looked rad, so who cared?
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xxxι ¢αи ѕмєℓℓ уσυя fєαя - тнє σиℓу яєαѕσи тнαт ι'м нєяє ιѕ тσ ωяєαк нανσ¢
xxxxxxєνєяувσ∂у ρяαуιи' тнαт ι'ℓℓ ¢нαиgє, уєαн мαувє σиє ∂αу
xxxxxxxxx вυт тσмσяяσω ι'ℓℓ вє вα¢к αт ιт ¢αυѕє вα∂ нαвιтѕ тнєу ∂ιє нαя∂
xxxxxxxxxxxxωє ℓινє fαѕт ωє ∂ιє нαя∂, gσ αgαιиѕт мє уσυ'ℓℓ ∂ιє нαя∂
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╓xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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xxxPuff Table
xxxxxxxx» wιтн «xx
xxxxxxxxxHousemates; Chance, Byuch
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тнє ∂αяк ¢αяиιναℓ ιѕ ιи тσωи, уσυ вєттєя вє яєα∂уxxxxxxxxxxxx
נυѕт fσℓℓσω тнє ραяα∂є σf ∂αи¢ιиg ѕкєℓєтσиѕxxxxxxxxx
fυℓℓ σf gнσυℓιѕн ∂єℓιgнтѕ αяσυи∂ єνєяу ¢σяиєяxxxxxx
∂σи'т тєℓℓ уσυя ραяєитѕ уσυ'яє нєяє - тнєу ωιℓℓ ѕσσи вє мσυяиєяѕxxx
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spaceDesi visibly twitched at the insinuation that she and her brother wouldn't always be together. Who the hell did this guy think he was, anyway? Her eyes narrowed, and she fought to hide how upset she was. She felt like she'd just been slapped. "We have to be together," she said, half a whisper, half a hiss. "No one else can stay with us, we have to stay together." The idea of them being separated wasn't acceptable. Not at all. They were half-vampire, they would live twice as long as any human they knew, and their lives would barely be a blip on the radar of the vampires. Unless they met more half-vampires, which wasn't likely, since half-vampire were rare as all get-out. To the point where her father hadn't even known they existed, which normally made her laugh, but right now felt like a knife in her gut. "Life isn't what I'm worried about," she muttered, tone dark and bitter. It wasn't about life; as long as they were alive, they had choices. Death was the thing that ruined everything.
spaceShe snorted when he asked if she was a vampire, making a joke about it in his ignorance. She considered her options, then finally worked up the enthusiasm to flash him a wide, if empty, grin, showing off her fangs. "Only half, actually," she said dryly. "And the sun burns. No melting." Frowning she glanced down at her arm, which to her mind, looked a little pink. "Tch, I was barely even in the sun this morning and I think I've got a sunburn." She poked it, watching the way the pink faded to white, then grew pink again as the blood returned to the skin. It did hurt a little, so she was probably right about the burn. She wondered if her brother was better off, or worse. On the one hand, she'd had her parasol. On the other hand, she hadn't got to use it very much.
spaceShe sighed, then shifted uncomfortably when he introduced himself. Before, she'd been irritated, so it'd been easy to talk. Now she was upset, and she'd rather be left alone. Her lip curled slightly. "Charmed, I'm sure," she said sarcastically. She didn't really care about his siblings. Or about much of anything, except the fact that her brother was surrounded by their family, and she was stuck here with a stranger and their older cousin. Why did Elvira have to be such a brainiac, anyway? It wouldn't have killed her to be in Hufflepuff. Her dad was in Hufflepuff, and he was super smart. Most of the time, anyway.
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xxx¢σмє ιиѕι∂є fσя тнє яι∂є - уσυя ∂єєρєѕт, ∂αякєѕт fєαяѕ
xxxxxxтнє вєѕт иιgнт σf уσυя ℓιfє, уσυ'яє иєνєя ℓєανιиg нєяє
xxxxxxxxxтнє υикиσωи, тнє υиѕєєи ιѕ ωнαт уσυ'яє gσииα fιи∂
xxxxxxxxxxxxωιтиєѕѕ тнιѕ, ωιтиєѕѕ тнαт, υитιℓ уσυ ℓσѕє уσυя мιи∂
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ωє ωσυℓ∂ ѕιиg αи∂ ∂αи¢є αяσυи∂xxxxxxxxxxxx
вє¢αυѕє ωє киσω ωє ¢αи'т вє fσυи∂xxxxxxxxx
ι'∂ ℓιкє тσ вє υи∂єя тнє ѕєαxxxxxx
ιи αи σ¢тσρυѕ'ѕ gαя∂єи ιи тнє ѕнα∂єxxx
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spaceSher was feeling more like himself with his sister there, though now he was upset that he'd worried her enough that she'd abandoned her own table to come check on him. And the awareness that he'd have to stand up and introduce himself to his professors come lesson time wasn't a fun one. He was actually dreading it. How he'd managed to avoid thinking about it until now was beyond him. He felt his sister relax somewhat, letting go of him after a second, though she grabbed his hand with hers and squeezed it tight rather than closing off all physical contact, which he appreciated.
spaceAnother girl joined them, one Sher didn't know. But, that wasn't a surprise, since thus far he'd only met Finny's friends, not Chrys'. She addressed him like she already knew who he was, which he supposed made sense. His oldest sister was the sort to talk about her younger siblings nonstop. But, she didn't introduce herself, which left him feeling rather awkward. "H-hi," he said softly, raising his hand in greeting.
spaceChrys had grinned when the girl approached, though she didn't lose the edge of concern in her eyes. "Hey!" she greeted enthusiastically, clearly very happy to see the girl. "Sher, this is Liddie. She's one of my best friends, and she's in Hufflepuff with you. If you need anything, I'm sure you can just ask her. Or Chance, he's, um..." Chrys looked down the table, trying to find the boy. She'd separated from him and Byuch after arriving in the Great Hall, not wanting to be distracted by the boys when Sher was being sorted, and had no clue where he was sitting. She spotted him after a quick search, sitting with Byuch. "That's him, right there, with the little guy, that's Byuch, which I'm sure you could've guessed. You can ask Chance for help, too. Um, but, ignore Byuch." She frowned then, glaring slightly.
spaceSher simply nodded. He didn't need to be told to ignore Byuch, really. He had heard enough ranting about the half-goblin to know that Chrys didn't care for him, and thought he was a jerk. Sher had no desire to be around anyone who was a jerk. He blushed slightly, looking at Liddie. At least she looked nice. "Um, doesn't he, he hang out with Chance all the t-time, though?" he asked softly. "I, um, I think I'll just, um. Ask, ask Liddie instead. For help. If that's okay?" He gave the older girl a hopeful expression. He didn't want to bother her, or any of his sister's friends. But if he needed help, he knew he needed to be able to ask people in his own house.
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xxxωє ωσυℓ∂ ѕнσυт αи∂ ѕωιм αвσυт
xxxxxxтнє ¢σяαℓ тнαт ℓιєѕ вєиєαтн тнє ωανєѕ
xxxxxxxxxσн ωнαт נσу fσя єνєяу gιяℓ αи∂ вσу
xxxxxxxxxxxxкиσωιиg тнєу'яє нαρρу αи∂ тнєу'яє ѕαfє
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2017 12:11 am
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